Friend, Please //Joshler// {SLOW UPDATES}

Torn

(Edited/Fixed 9/18/17)

[Tyler's p.o.v]

(Listen to this song while reading ^)

Anxiety bit away at my mind.

I had so many questions.

Am I in love?

How did Josh have anxiety?

Was I a good enough friend?

Did he deserve better?

Of course they were all negative.

I Made myself a promise.

I wont fall in love with falling.

Weather that's with a person or just falling Into my empty mind. My depressing thoughts..

I sighed deeply as I looked at what I had done.

A blade laid near me on the ground as I sat my bathroom, against the sink.

I watched the scarlet blood drip onto the floor.

I bit my lip, holding in my tears as wars waged behind my skull.

No one will ever know what's behind my skull.

Why did Josh just... hang up?

Did I do something?

My mother wasn't home, and looks like someone took that advantage.

A knock echoed through the house. I picked up my blade and hid it in my room, on my desk and under some papers.

Just so my mother wouldn't find it.

I walked down my stairs and cracked the door. I found the scarlet small boy with small freckles that littered across his face, in which admired his beautiful mocha eyes.

"Josh?"

"H-hey Tyler,"

He sounded torn.

"Come on in."

Josh stepped inside looking around.

I walked upstairs to my room, Josh following closely behind.

I opened my door and welcomed him in. I sat down on my bed as he sat at my desk.

"You draw and paint?" He asked while searching the top of my desk.

I started getting a little nervous.

"Yeah,"

[Josh's p.o.v]